Elizabeth de Bruce, Volume 3Blackwood, 1827 |
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Aileen auld Baby Strang bairn beauty Bess Slattery beth Black Castle blessing blood bonnie bosom Burd called Captain Wolfe Chaunette child clasped creature cried daughter Deacon dean wood dear Delancy door Effie Effie's Eliza Elizabeth Ernescraig eyes fear feelings Felix Doran Fords of Oran frae Francie Frisel Fugal gazed gentleman Gideon Haliburton girl ha'e hand head heard heart heir honour hour Hutchen Ireland Irish Jacobina Jenny Jenny Geddes John Hurcheon kiss Lady Harriette Lady Tamtallan Laird lass leddy lips living Lizbeth looked Lord de Bruce maun mind Minister Miss Jacky Monica Monkshaugh Montegle morning mother never night O'Connor owre poor replied Rouge-mantle round Scotland shew smiling sorrow Sourholes spirit stood Strathoran sure tears tell there's thought unhappy voice weel whispered wife wild Wolfe Grahame woman word ye'll young
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Page 65 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Page 241 - ... speculative remembrance is only to call to mind the history of such a person and his sufferings ; that Christ was once put to death in the flesh. An affectionate remembrance is when we so call Christ and his death to our minds as to feel the powerful impressions thereof upon our hearts. Thus, "Peter remembered the word of the Lord, and went out, and wept bitterly.
Page 305 - twill be green ; We shall have virgin laurel, cypress, yew, To make us garlands ; though no pine do burn, Our nuptial shall have torches, and our chamber Shall be cut out of marble, where we'll sleep, Free from all care for ever : Death, my lord, I hope, shall be my husband. Now, farewell ; Although no kiss, accept my parting tear, And give me leave to wear my willow here.
Page 61 - With greene leaves, the bushes with bloosming buds. Youngthes folke now flocken in every where, , To gather May-buskets and smelling Brere; And home they hasten the postes to dight, And all the Kirk-pillours eare day-light, With hawthorne buds, and sweete eglantine, And girlonds of Roses, and Soppes in wine.
Page 148 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? DOCTOR Therein the patient Must minister to himself.
Page 375 - Where all were subjects—she a Queen! Again, I saw that Lady fair : Oh! what a beauteous change was there ! In a sweet cottage of her own She sat, and she was all alone, Save a young child she sung to rest On its soft bed, her fragrant breast. With happy smiles and happy sighs, She kiss'd the infant's closing eyes, Then, o'er him in the cradle laid, Moved her dear lips as if she pray'd. She bless'd him in his father's name: Lo ! to her side that father came, And, in a voice subdued and mild...
Page 351 - Ye have done your worst. Fortune, now see, now proudly Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph ; look, Look what thou hast brought this land to !--Oh, fair flower, How lovely yet thy ruins show, how sweetly Even death embraces thee ! the peace of Heaven, The fellowship of all great souls, be with thee ! Enter PETILLIUS and JUNIUS on the rock.
Page 176 - I know his threes too well. My childbed linen, Shall I pawn that for him ? then if my mark Be known, I am undone ; it may be thought My husband's...
Page 278 - God blessed the green island, and said it was good ; The Emerald of Europe, it sparkled and shone, In the ring of the...
Page 95 - Let it be — pass on — No good can come of it — it is not well To meet it — it is an enchanted phantom, A lifeless idol; with its numbing look, It freezes up the blood of man; and they Who meet its ghastly stare are turned to stone, Like those who saw Medusa.